Last weeks words on Lily's Friday challenge were Tunnel, Judge, & Horse. I had an overwhelming sense of the English canals. I've had quite a busy week, so kept revisiting the same theme without success. Then I remembered legends of Kit Crewbucket and spring heeled jack. Unfortunately I couldn't get my story short enough so I put in a short poem instead. BTW a bogart is a household fairy which causes things to disappear, milk to sour, and dogs to go lame. Always malevolent, the boggart will follow its family wherever they flee.
http://www.waterscape.com/canals-and-rivers/trent-and-mersey-canal/ghostly-goings-on
The Ballad of Kit Crewbucket
From the tunnel depths I heard a wailing sound, from several souls that she had drowned.
How many there it’s hard to judge, their bodies sunk beneath the sludge
The headless bogart known as Kit, likes to play around a bit.
With the temperament of the wildest horse, she stalks this stretch of watercourse.
With wailing drone and chains to clink she seeks another barge to sink.
Thursday, 20 January 2011
Monday, 3 January 2011
New Series
Having stretched my legs a little bit in 2010, I've decided to kick 2011 off to a start with a short series of interelated shorts, called "She Never Let Me Go". I've published part 1 here called Her Geek. I hasten to add this piece is fiction none of the chracters exist and the piece is written in the first person for effect.
Saturday, 1 January 2011
Friday prediction Entry - 31-12-2010
The weekly competition is as great as ever at Liliy Childs Feardom my entry follows.
The Day Sadie Left
Sadie doesn’t like me taking my medication it pisses her off. She doesn’t like it when I’m on an even keel. “Hell hath no fury…” she sings that to get me to stop.
I’ve not taken it for days now, so she took over today, got me doing… things.
Fingers... in places...
Sharp things in soft parts. Fountains.
“How long will it take you to bleed to death” she taunted, before she left.
Been watching the clock since then.
Counting. Nearly have an answer.
Shame she’s… I’m nothing without her, she told me that.
I’ll just rest… close my...
The Day Sadie Left
Sadie doesn’t like me taking my medication it pisses her off. She doesn’t like it when I’m on an even keel. “Hell hath no fury…” she sings that to get me to stop.
I’ve not taken it for days now, so she took over today, got me doing… things.
Fingers... in places...
Sharp things in soft parts. Fountains.
“How long will it take you to bleed to death” she taunted, before she left.
Been watching the clock since then.
Counting. Nearly have an answer.
Shame she’s… I’m nothing without her, she told me that.
I’ll just rest… close my...
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